Old Ferryman’s Haunt

A dock, ruined by something in the silt long ago, has new hope. Construction materials are stacked neatly by the shore and a pair of dry-pine houses have been clear-cut around from the encroaching cypress.

Deeper: Murgot Plains and his brood plied the silt from here (C-10) to Drekden Landing (C-24-XX) for fifteen years. Two of his children however turned under the torturous blades of What's Due and gave up their father and mother for active parlay with the Popolos. The two were buying clear passage inconspicuously for travelers.

The houses are lavish for their isolation, and at any given time, d6 youngbloods are here on outpost. Efforts to repair the old dock were halted with the death of three peasant laborers and the lone hangman serving as lead officer at the site. The attack came from below the silt.